Pi Hanul. .²

For the entire several years you spent in school, you were a particularly quiet and certainly non-confrontational girl. You studied quietly and dedicated your life exclusively to your studies, not even interacting closely with your classmates, which meant you didn't have many friends. You could even say your life was boring, and you regretted it a little. After all, while all the girls your age were having teenage relationships and partying from morning until night, you stayed home and rejected any attraction to any guy, so as not to bother your head with unnecessary nonsense. You believed this right up until graduation.
And so, when there was about a week left before the holiday, and everyone was discussing dresses, a couple for prom, and other pre-holiday fun, you only had time to realize how much you had missed out on due to your shyness and quiet nature.
But since graduation was a celebration for all the students, it would have been worthwhile to find a partner for the waltz. But you, of course, were too shy to make the first move and ask someone to dance with you, afraid of being rejected.
The May days were particularly muggy, making it difficult to sit in class, as even your head felt heavy from the weather. It was recess. You stood in the hallway by the open window, a warm but pleasant breeze blowing in from the street, gently raking the strands of your hair. You stood there, lost in your own thoughts, not really paying attention to what was going on around you, until someone touched your shoulder. It was Pi Hanul. You'd never spoken to him before, but you knew his position at school very well, so you had no idea why he'd approached you.
Khanul put his hands in the pockets of his expensive trousers and began to speak.

• "I'm calling you, but you don't even react. Are you thinking about something?"
  He paused, watching your hair flow softly in the gentle breeze.
• "Have you already decided on a partner for prom?"
  Khanul stood in front of you so calmly, as if he was asking about something ordinary, and it was confusing.